Mar 25, 2009 15:52
When my boss asked me if I wanted some overtime covering two extra buildings while the manager was out on a family emergency, I said sure. I can carry around the cell phone and answer their questions (which is 9 times out of 10, "Call Allen when he gets back Monday"). But of course, the building's fire alarm malfunctions, and here I am, stuck out in Ballard (because, of course, it's the building located the furthest away from Capitol Hill) waiting for the alarm tech guy to figure out what the problem is and fix it. Normally I wouldn't mind a few hours of slack off time, but I actually had plenty I wanted to take care of today, so it really turns down to me feeling itchy and impatient. So to by my time, I might as well update my journal, something I haven't done in eons. As I type this, I remember a glimpse of a dream I had last night in which Romula updates her journal, and for some reason I notice (because I'm so sporadic at checking my friends pages), and I think, "Huh, she hasn't updated in ages." And that's all of the dream I can remember. I also dreamt about swimming. And some hazy hallway wanderings. That's all I can remember right now. I was having a conversation this weekend with Odis, and he was talking about starting up a dream journal. It made me think that I should start doing that again. It helps so much with dream retention, and I love dreaming. It's one of my favorite hobbies (yes really, I consider it a hobby--I often takes nap for the sole purpose of dreaming).
I found out the other day that Lisa is four months pregnant. I asked her if she was trying or if it just happened, and she said she was trying. I feel so disconnected. I didn't even know she was trying to get pregnant. The last time I really saw her, I kept trying to have a conversation with her, but every time I tried, she was involved in some discussion with someone else, and we never got the chance. I tried not to feel like I was being snubbed, but I'm a female with wavering self-esteem, and sometimes I can't help but feel it. This all doesn't matter much because Lisa and I haven't really been close in years, and that's just how friendships go, but it kind of makes me sad to know that I've let so many friendships slip away out of inattentiveness. My fault really. I'm such a recluse.
Not sure why I'm so tired right now, but I feel like I could just lay my head down upon this desk and fall asleep. Yawn. I hope the alarm guy is done soon. I was hoping to go to Meagan's early this evening to start drawing up my vampire character for her campaign.
I also was just reminded that next weekend is the edible book festival (which I thought was much later, ack!). I have no idea what I'm going to make this year. The previous year (not last year, because they didn't have one last year, but the year before) I made a Coraline cake. It was the landscape as viewed from the Other Mother's world. The year before that I made a Wicked cake. Any suggestions?
I've got to move my car before I get a ticket.